The Empty Throne (The Last Kingdom, #8)

by Bernard Cornwell

‘There are many gods,’ he had told me so often, ‘and you never know which one of them is awake, so pray to them all.’

When I die I want it to be in a girl’s warm bed, not on some rainswept Mercian hilltop.

We live in a world where the strongest win, and the strongest must expect to be disliked. Then I am a pagan, and though Christians teach that they must love their enemies, few do.

man who loves his daughter does not let her go into Wales.